004 ⟡ JULY TEST DRIVE
⋆✩ test drive 04 ✩⋆
The day begins like any other.
Routines, eventful scenes, and boring errands — no matter what you were in the middle of, there's a moment where everything begins to feel wrong. A searing pain tears through your body, so intense that it feels like every nerve has been struck at once. Muscles spasm, joints scream in protest, and as you double over, you find yourself clawing or clinging at anything within your reach. As your attempts to maintain composure fail you, your bones begin to twist with an agonizing force, the pain rising in a crescendo until it becomes unbearable to even breathe. Then, as quickly as it began, everything stops.
For a single, terrifying moment, there's nothing. No sight, no sound, no touch, no taste, no smell — just the weight of nothingness swallowing you whole. The absence of sensation might even be worse than the pain, leaving you adrift in a void you can't escape. Hopelessness threatens every fiber of your existence, and try as you might to fight it, your darkest thoughts begin to surface, flooding your mind in an onslaught of suffocating feelings and ideas.
In the darkness, you hear a voice.
It's faint, a gentle flashing of something warm along the edges of your mind, like sunlight itself. It's a voice, but you can't identify who or what it comes from, how it sounds, or what it means — still, you know it's directed at you. Something tugs at your heart, a powerful ache that throbs once and ripples outwards. You can feel the aches again, like fresh sores throughout your body. You feel off, like something isn't quite right, like you're not where you should be, or who you should be. But the voice continues, whispered just beyond your understanding. The sound is warm like hope, and it wraps around you, distant yet intent, before you wake up.
i. arrivals
STRANDED ON A BEACH
It’s impossible to tell how you got here. All you have is those last moments before it felt as if your entire being was being broken down and stretched into this uncanny shape, this thing that doesn’t feel like you. Even the ground itself seems to agree. It shifts, and rumbles. Gathers into mounds, rising up and over with the sounds of dying gasps. But wait.
That isn’t normal sand. That sand is alive. That sand, gathering into shades of pink, of blue, of green, it all forms faces before your very eyes. An enemy, you may think? A monster? A threat?
“OhhhHHhHH…What has happened to us..?”
Or perhaps, someone in the same predicament as you?
“Someone…Someone get Mightyena!!”
Albeit someone who clearly knows more than you do here, on this beach that slowly regains its color.
ii. see the sunset
COPPERAJAH-TONE
With the recent successes of Bottlecap Bay, public opinion is at an all time high, which is reflected in the activities pulled together in response. Through much of the Summer season, the beach of Bottlecap Bay becomes a literal hotspot of activity. Beach activities that many will find familiar take part at all hours, with equipment set up at small stands for public use.
A volleyball net is a particularly popular feature of the beach, with a particularly spooky form of gameplay spotted in the evening hours where Ghost types reign. Multicolored buoys float out to section off a safe zone of the water for Pokemon capable of it to swim at their leisure as well, with Bottlecap’s very own Dondozo and Tatsugiri acting as lifeguard.
The most popular game by far however is sand sculpting. Tools of wood and stone can be gathered up to shape the sand into any number of shapes, and some Pokemon may even offer small rewards to those who make especially impressive ones.
Be sure not to accidentally use the sand of one of those colorful Sandygasts however.
iii. mentorship methods
BUDDY SYSTEMS
Therefore, the combination of their recent peace and the local nature of these particular arrivals has given them an easy option for guiding these lost new souls. Rather than any of the Guild leaders seeking out ideal Pokemon among their ranks, those who have arrived from other worlds themselves are tasked with a new assignment. Help their fellow interlopers!
At minimum, each Guild Leader suggests a few basics to cover, but the methods with which they do this is ultimately left up to them. A tour of the local sights? A chance to test their mettle with brand new powers? Or perhaps simply a listening ear from one who understands the strangeness of these new bodies. The world is truly their Cloyster.
ADVANCE TRAINING
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NO THAT WAS AUTOCORRECT I STG ;A;
But she's still coming.]
HAAAAAH-!
[Hey Flowey what do you think of some Fury Swipes once she gets in melee range, huh]
i figured, im just teasing!
[He retaliates with a close-range Mega Drain. Whether or not it hits, the health sapped from Leech Seed is enough to begin healing the scratches she left on his face, right before her eyes.]
orz
[FUCK, that just. Yanks her strength right out of her, that and the Leech Seed. She doesn't have that old endurance she's so relied on in Eorzea and beyond, and this is what gets Firoza to collapse, breathing hard, legs shaking. She keeps trying to get up, but...certainly not making any moves to strike.]
I...I yield. [She heaves a ragged breath and grins. Damn, when did she last feel like she was beat to shit? As much as she'd love to keep going, the images of her friends' tears in the aftermath of Ultima Thule stay her hand. Paw.] Thal's balls, Flowey. Never let anyone...underestimate you. Alright?
[She's lost, but she's happy? Weirdo.]
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What, that's it? Were you lying about killing despair at the edge of the universe or whatever? Where's your determination?
[He scoffs, dispelling the Leech Seed. The pain is gone, but it might scar. He reaches into a little sling he carries and rolls a Sitrus Berry toward her.]
Fine. Eat it. I don't need you dying on me.
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[She's still learning so, so much about this body, about her new limitations. To abide them is a lesson in and of itself.
She'll take the berry and shake off the leg where the Leech Seed was, taking small, careful bites.] I could certainly keep trying, and then push myself so hard that I would be incapacitated for who knows how long. It would hinder my ability to help the town, and put back any progress I wish to make for myself. Certainly, it may even cause others to worry. Or, I could accept that I've been bested, train, and try again another day. I happen to like that better.
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... No.
[Then he fires another round of Leech Seeds at Firoza.]
That's quitter talk, pal! You're only going to get hurt by the real threats out there.
Now show me what you can really do! And you'd better really fight, because I'm not holding back!
SORRY TO MAKE YOU WAIT
Hahahahaha
So, Flowey, you sure you wanted to give Firoza that berry, huh. You sure you wanted to be that tiny bit kind? Because she hadn't finished the whole thing, the core is still intact when he responds, and she looks up in time to see those Leech Seeds coming her way-
The berry core is snapped in half and whipped out to knock two seeds away to give Firoza more clearance to dodge, skidding and tumbling out of the way. Girl's got a second wind, and clearly someone wasn't done with her yet.]
You speak as if you're quite aware of those threats! [It's a harsh tone, but also, edged with something...excited? Intrigued? Godsdamned adrenaline junkie, this one.] I had assumed you were still a child - was I wrong, Flowey?
[She's advancing on him again, but not directly - there's a zigzag to her path, an unpredictability. You gave her a round to learn, and she's making use of that.]
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[She's getting faster, smarter. He likes that. He won't stop until she's showed him what she's really made of. Flowey begins to strengthen himself with Growth as she approaches, and then he's going to try to unleash a Mega Drain when she's close enough.
As a downside, he's very likely going to be hit by whatever attack she aims at him. All he can hope is that the health draining will keep him standing long enough to draw out the fight more.]
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There will not be a third time.
She laughs - a wild sound, unrestrained.] Presumptuous! How do you know I'm not my own worst nightmare?
[Is she joking? Exaggerating? Or is Firoza being wholly and unapologetically honest about that?
She can recognize Growth as a rooting in, as a strengthening technique - he's squaring himself up to take a hit and withstand it. Maybe even reach out to sap her energy again? That might really knock the wind out of her, but she knows what the feeling is now, knows she could power through it if she had to. If she must.
Now, a Paladin always comes at an enemy head on, and keeps them in place. But she's seen Alisaie as a Red Mage, with flips and darts and tricks - she's seen the young woman fight enough that inspiration hits her in this moment. Just as she's approaching Flowey's range for the Mega Drain, she leaps. And oh, she's tiny, she's tiny and the push of her legs launches her up into a tuck and roll, barbs and pointy bits out. For long enough, it seems like she's trying to drop on him from above, and it's only when she's too close for Flowey to uproot and move does that change.
Nope, she's landing behind him, out of line of sight, and ramming her tiny horn into his back as it alights with Poison Sting.
Or at least, that's what the plan is. Flowey, in those last seconds, you have all the leeway in the world to get the hell out of dodge. Firoza's powerful, but not perfect. I leave the result of her actions in your non-hands.]
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Flowey can barely even comprehend the fact that she went from 'rolling over and crying uncle after one hit' to 'doing flips over his head and landing a powerful hit from behind'. The super-effective attack nearly knocks him unconscious on the spot. It's only thanks to his own stubbornness that he clings to awareness.]
Hee hee... I knew... you had it in you...!
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But if she hits, then she hits! And she doesn't stop, following it up Double Kick, then Fury Swipes...she could to a Bite, she could, but. Ew. No. No no no. No bites. Eugh. Cannot handle that. Maybe if it happened reflexively, but not when she's yet aware of herself.]
Well? Come on, then - tell me why you would be more scary to me than myself, I'm listening!
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Oh
Oh fuck
When Flowey doesn't answer, she stops. Stills. A shiver runs down her spine, and her heart starts to pound in a bad way, in a panicked way. I-Is Flowey breathing? Is he just KO'd? She brings an ear to his tiny Sunkern body to listen, even though she doesn't know if he'd have a heartbeat or, or...]
Shite. Shite...!
[Ooooh she fucked up, she got overzealous and fucked up, she fucked up did she kill a child oh no oh fuck oh no]
we can skip ahead to him waking up in the clinic or something if you'd like LOL
oh god please ;A; she doing a concern
So, uh. Imagine Firoza has had to get a cup of like, herbal tea from Doctor Denne and a calm explanation that Flowey is not dead, she did the right thing to bring him here, he will be fine, before she can bring herself to just wait in his room in the furthest corner possible to wait for him to wake up. Because. Shit. She needs to apologize. She's gotta.]
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Now that he's awake, he looks over and spots Firoza sitting there. Slowly, it all begins to come together.]
Sheesh, here to rub it in, too? [He's not really mad at her so much as mad at himself for getting knocked out so easily. He wanted to fight! He hates being weak!]
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The words don't even process as bitter and frustrated, just that they're words, that they're coherent. Firoza springs to her feet, practically trembling, eyes wet-]
You're alright! Oh, thank the gods - Flowey, I'm so sorry, I cannot - I can't...!
[She can't take it back, can't reverse what she'd done, but she also can't apologize enough.]
That shouldn't have...I should have kept myself in check, that was all my fault. I swear, I won't let it happen again, not for sparring, not with you. If you wish me to leave, I can, I understand-
[Shit dude she's going to keep going if you don't stop her]
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Flowey cuts her off, a smile spreading on his face.] Are you kidding? That was awesome! You didn't hold back at all! Hee hee... You really are as strong as you say. That's what I wanted to see.
[Her strength. Her ferocity. Her anger. It sure did hurt to be on the receiving end of it, but he's glad she didn't hold back again.]
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Oh gods. He still sounds so young, but...]
Ah. I think, mayhap, I understand your earlier claims a bit more, now.
[That he was her "worst nightmare".
After all, wouldn't Zenos say something similar, if she were fighting him...? But - no, the difference was that Zenos was a fucking adult. Only four years her junior, perhaps, but still an adult. And Flowey...she doesn't know what age Flowey is. But. Augh. Gods. Oh, fucking godsdamn it.
You'd think she'd shrink away, repulsed, but...no. Not at all.]
...Well. As I said, it shall not happen again. I hope the display was enough for you.
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[... then he won't just seem like some pathetic kid to her.]
... hee hee. No, nevermind.
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Still, she manages a tentative smile. Might as well, ah, give him some encouragement?]
I...suppose I could try my best. Apparently, I can yet reach further heights in this body. I'd like to experience them for myself.
[And she would really and truly love a challenge to see just how far an evolved Pokemon might be able to go.]
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